Chapter 39

Chapter 39

Brooklyn

I gasp and push the door shut and then bolt-bolt-from the hallway.

I've always been fast, but now, panic moves me faster than I thought I could go.

I scramble up the stairs, sprint across the kitchen, pull open the kitchen door and then use the banister to propel myself up the main stairs two steps at a time.

Aden is a monster! He's an actual psychopath!

Of course, I had already made this assessment-in jail when I'd interviewed him. Then again when he kidnapped me. But now?

Seeing it play out like that right in front of my face, the truth feels like it has hit home inside of me.

I reach the top of the stairs and throw myself towards my room, my fingers inches from my doorknob, when something grabs me around my waist, hauling me back against a solid body—

"Please! No!"

I scramble, shrieking, trying to get free, but Aden holds me fast. He grabs me by the hair at the base of my neck, forcing my head back, my face turned up towards his.

I pant in his arms, pinned against him, finally still.

to do, Brooklyn?" he asks, his voice low,

rationale for being there. "I forgot

says. He doesn't

my feet working to keep up as I feel

press into my

work hard to align this beautiful, safe space with the horror

the monster inside with

shut and pushes me up against the

down, Brooklyn," he says, his body pressed against mine. I blink up at him, realizing that he's completely calm. That he's been completely calm this entire

Mafia King may have rejected his Alpha roots

I could almost reach out and touch

coming more evenly.

my hair, beginning to stroke slowly at the base

as

you like watching me work?" he asks, his

my lip starts to tremble. I see him look

who watch me when they're

shake

my ear, the stubble of his jaw brushing

get punished,"

can feel my breath matching up with my pounding heart, my

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